DaffodilsDaffodils3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils.
A solitary path I claimed
In seeking shelter from the crowd;
And lo, when all deserted me,
I wandered lonely as a cloud
I sought the green and grassy knolls
Between the rustic barns and mills,
And spied the new winged, dappled lark
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
The silent majesty of thoughts
Was broken as I dreamed aloud.
I was wrested from my reverie
When all at once I saw a crowd
This treasure grows and rests upon
the fertile soil where river spills
I'll rest my weary bones within
A host of golden daffodils.
ChoiceChoice6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You think I would choose this?
In a way, you may be right.
I chose to face your hatred and prejudice head-on.
I chose to turn my back on society's norms.
I chose to acknowledge that I'm never going to be normal.
I chose to ignore the pressure coming at me on all sides:
"You're just faking it to get attention, you slut."
"What, you couldn't just come out? Afraid or something?"
"You're just confused, hun. Eventually, you'll find a nice boy..."
I chose to risk losing everyone I ever cared for.
I chose to get weird looks from my peers.
I chose to throw out my chances of having equal legal standing.
I chose to stand up and demand equality.
I chose to live my life as I see fit.
I chose to love who I want, regardless of anyone else's opinion.
I chose to allow myself to be me.
But I'm sick of it.
I'm sick of being told this whole thing was a choice.
I'm sick of being told that I'm going to Hell.
I'm sick of having to fight to gain your respect.
I'm sick of being looked down on.
I'm sick of the
words from a TRUE friend...words from a TRUE friend...5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I know we're not the same.
I know we're very unique.
People will try to tear us apart,
But we will always still love each other at heart.
I am always yours to keep.
I will always keep holding onto you no matter what people say.
We are both so open.
We can never be broken.
Hand in hand, our love seems to light the night.
Don't you ever cry.
I'm hear for you.
I will always need you.
Don't ever think differently.
That you always try your best to be with me.
That you care and love me.
Don't you ever let me go.
I thank god that I am blessed.
You are precious to me don't you ever forget that.
I know I don't always show or say what I mean.
But just because I don't,
That doesn't mean I still don't need you by my side.
You are my home.
My friend I hold so tightly.
You are always in my memories.
I've gone throug
The Origin of the InternetThis is the story of Compudites and Internedes great gods of knowledge and communication. It is a story of their love for each other. It is a story of their betrayal at the hands of Hermes the messenger. It is a story of Internedes' destruction at the hands of Zeus. And it is a story of how, with the help of Athena, Compudites was able to be together with Internedes once more. It is the story of how and why humanity got one of the greatest resources ever known the internet.The Origin of the Internet4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Compudites was a kind and gentle god, frail and limited in power, but boundless in intellect a patron of sciences, mathematics, and technology. He was the guiding hand behind many of humanity's technological breakthroughs throughout the millennia. But just as technology and discoveries in the maths and sciences depend on others to spread them, Compudites was forever dependent on others to spread his knowledge. Hermes the messenger was one, swift like the wind, he helped carry messages between th
Hamburgers With Rockin'TeaCH19Hamburgers With Rockin'TeaCH194 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I. AM. ALIVE.
I'M SO VERY VERY SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG! I can explain, but I'll do in the AN at the bottom, so you can start reading!
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THANKS SO MUCH FOR STILL READING THIS!
"Damnit!" Arthur thought while walking along shops, hands in his pockets, "Fuck my life, how the hell can I write a song in just one week? A love song even!"
It was now a somewhat sunny Tuesday morning and as other people walked around rather happy considering it usually wasn't as sunny around this time of the year, Arthur glared at the pavement where he was walking on.
He'd been thinking about this ever since the request he got a few days ago, but he still hadn't come up with a song.
He did wrote a few sentenc
Yellow SpringYellow Spring3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
It came in tasteful gestures on a shouldered backward breeze.
Ghosts of smiling children rocked the rusting set of swings.
Plucking yellow daisy tops, in streams the stones did sink.
While birds of cream and navy rode above a gust of pink.
The sun rays pressed their fingers through the isle of cobwebbed clouds.
Spitting shafts of sunlight lift the humming branches' sound.
The sipping of the soil weaned as dewdrops fell in threes.
In this brutte of cradled roots I lay beneath the trees.
Epic Tale - Chapter 15 - Part 2“How can I help you, Crystal?”, Lady Riddle asked after closing the door. She waved at the seat before her desk and sat down at the other side.Epic Tale - Chapter 15 - Part 21 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“I assume you haven’t had a chance to go through all of my notes regarding the strange treasure we’re after.”, the archive began.
“I found them, but haven’t read my way through them.”
“Then I must ask you to do it before we set sail again.”
Lady Riddle arched her eyebrows.
“Why is that?”, she wondered.
“Because I feel I need to leave the ship for an unknown amount of time.”
Even though Lady Riddle had not expected to hear this, she knew better than to urge Crystal to explain why. Whether it was because of the Killer or some shadows of the past which caught up with her, it wasn’t Lady Riddle’s business. So instead she simply nodded.
“During the past days I was able to locate last island mentioned on the map”, the archive stated. Lady
Chasing Windrider - Part 5Sarah Grace sat in the medic bay. Frederic had called her down for a checkup, and she knew better than to ignore his summons. While he poked and prodded at her ribs, she looked off into space, distracted. Latte had woken up screaming from a nightmare. It had taken nearly an hour to calm the werewolf down. Once she had calmed down, Grace asked her about what she had dreamed about.Chasing Windrider - Part 52 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
In her nightmare, Latte had been trapped in a cave-like maze, the walls polished smooth until it was reflective, and the floor was flecked with reflective stones. Every time she looked into the mirrors, she saw different scenes, but all representing images of herself in full werewolf-form attacking her dearest friends on board the ship. She’d refused to go into too much detail, but clung to Sarah Grace, tears streaming down her cheeks.
“Sarah Grace,” Frederic said, his tone carrying the tiniest hint of annoyance.
“Huh?” She asked, looking up at him quickly.
“I asked if you w
The Windrider - Pt. 1The sky had the colour of dark grey with a tint of metallic blue mixed into it. Only few dirty white stripes smeared over it revealed that this wasn't a dangerous storm. The wind blew only lazily, without any interest to do the rain clouds part. A ship was a trapped in the rainy calm and the sparkling sound of rain drops falling into the sea. Mist arose from the water into the air, obscuring the horizon completely and blurring the difference between the sky and the also grey ocean.The Windrider - Pt. 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The majority of the crew was below deck to avoid the omni present moistened deck. A completely soaked wet Jolly Roger stuck to the main mast, form the wet cloth run water down the main mast onto the wooden floor of the crow's nest. The gaps between the planks were too tight to allow all of the water to continue it's way downwards and thus, it formed puddles around the watcher's feet.
The pirate stared with a stoic expression into the greyness around him. The collar of his coat, a bandana and his hat together
Angel's Recovery: Nightly Work-Out8: Nightly Work-outAngel's Recovery: Nightly Work-Out2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
After eating Angel went back to her room to get some rest before her first night of training. Once she laid on the bed she sighed and tried to get comfortable, but ended up tossing and turning. Eventually, she sat up against her pillows and rubbed behind Omega’s ears. She went to reach for the book she used to read when she spotted another rose. This one was a pure white rose and was put carefully across her book. Angel reached over and picked it up. Bringing it up to her nose she took a small whiff of the fragrant blossom. “Beautiful.” She whispered as she gazed at it. She ran her fingertips across the tender petal and her thoughts drifted to whom could be giving her these. When something suddenly dawned on her and her hand paused in the air as she turned and looked at the door. “It is gone.” she said quietly. No one has ever been able to get into her room. She had too many magical locks and spells on it. Angel had safety proofed
Chasing Windrider - Part 4A dark figure slid down the side of the building, sliding down the brick wall as if it was simply a shadow. But no, this figure was a man, tall and slender, clad in all black. A pair of acid green eyes shone from beneath the brim of a hat, looking out into the darkness of the night. He landed lightly on the street and turned, scanning the alley around. When he found no other soul around, he set off, winding his way towards the pawn shop just a few blocks away.Chasing Windrider - Part 42 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It didn’t take long for the man to step up to the pawn shop and work his way inside. Once there, he climbed silently up the stairs, knife in hand. He walked into what he knew to be the shop owner’s bedroom and found her laying in her bed.
The shop owner was an older woman, with wispy white hair and a deeply creased face. The figure, with a smug grin on lips hidden beneath a black bandana, leaned over the woman, balancing the knife above her face. Reaching out, he took hold of her shoulder. She awoke immediately, her h
A Bear at War-Chapter 1I'm not here to tell a tale of my childhood for I do not remember many details. However, my time spent after life as a cub will never fade from my memory. This is not a story of happiness, but a sad tale of war. Most wouldn't wish to relive these moments, but I feel it best to. For remembrance may guide me to forgiveness.A Bear at War-Chapter 12 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
To forge war you must have a reason, but we didn't have a true reason to start this one. I had just recently joined my tribe's militia after passing from cub hood into my young adult years. Our chief commander had recently gave us an order, a few days after I had joined, simply saying this: the humans must be driven out. He said they were a threat to our survival, and thus, must be eliminated. Ever since our tribe was created, our people and the humans have had various rivalries and disagreements. Though we have never gone to war with the humans, most did not question the order, knowing of the hatred both species held for each other. Others like myself, who were young
Powerless Pirates - Part ThreeA groan slipped free from Sarah Grace’s lips when somebody gently lifted her into a sitting position. Her head was spinning and her chest ached with such emptiness that it felt as if something had been ripped violently out of her chest. Distantly, she could hear some of the pirates coaxing others awake, all wondering what on earth had happened. She heard Leelu cursing something about being the first damsel in distress in the situation.Powerless Pirates - Part Three1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Glancing up, Grace saw a somewhat pale Paradox kneeling beside her, his hand on her shoulder. “What happened?” She croaked, forcing herself to sit up and lean forward, trying to keep the bile down.
“We’re not really sure, Miss Grace.” His voice was a bit shaky, and that worried Grace more than how weak she felt, and how many of the other pirates were still unconscious. She stood, briefly regretting it when her head swam, but looked around. With the exception of a few who were being awoken, the only pirates still consci
The Windrider - Pt. 6In order to bring the fight to Rangur and not towards the Sangue-Padre, Sparky and Reaper made their way over to the Windrider. But much sooner than anyone would have expected, they returned, Rangur's ship apparently unaffected by them.The Windrider - Pt. 61 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Our powers are not working!", Sparky growled.
"They are, but those ghosts keep coming back the moment we got rid of them", Reaper explained with grim expression.
"There has to be a way to defeat them", Lady Riddle stated, though she sounded not as confident as she needed to be.
"We're surrounded by a protection circle, they won't be able to board us", Alsansa announced.
"Thank you. But what about shooting us?"; Lady Riddle asked, glancing at the ghost ship.
"Those cannons are not real, but some strange sort of ghost cannons. I seriously doubt that ghost cannon balls will keep coming back", Reaper answered with a satisfied grin.
"Good. Then you and Sparky need to keep the ship safe", the captain stated.
"Consider it done, Fiddle!"
"What about the rest o
DawnA soft shimmer grows slowlyDawn2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In the East, so lowly.
The black sky sprinkled with white
Could swallow the faint light,
But instead turns navy blue.
The horizon blushes pink
Diluting the dark ink.
As the world's painted with gold
All the colours unfold
And the sun rises anew.
As if stars fell down from high
Down from the paling sky
The ground glitters in the light,
In this early morning's sight,
Covered by the pearls of dew.
Powerless Pirates - Part FourThat night passed in a blur of preparations. Zoe and Angel had been asked to set up the rigging and tie them with heavy weights so, if they were cut, they could fall and catch around whatever was below. Truth and Sora, with Claire’s help, set up smaller traps that the pirates would know to look out for. At the same time, Yvonne and Crystal went about setting up traps that could be triggered at will. Borris sharpened his claws and many of the other pirates sharpened their own weapons. Erik in particular sharpened nearly his entire collection and strapped numerous blades about his person. Leelu had dragged out a large collection of knitted practicae dummies and was currently slashing at them with razor sharp knitting needles. The sight was rather frightening, truth be told.Powerless Pirates - Part Four1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Sarah Grace sat high up in the crow’s nest, holding tight to the plank beneath her so that she didn’t go flying. If she fell, and she couldn’t catch herself, she’d fall a long way to the
Eye to eye- part 2Sparky had basically stalked her fellow crew mates (save for Aisuru who was following her confused but apparently amused at the current events) since this ship had ported.Eye to eye- part 22 years ago in Scraps More Like This
Nothing suspicious had happened yet...
"Where is Sparky? I thought she'd be tearing up the town, or stealing things or buying out the bakers cookie supply or something? I can't find her anywhere."
She considered staying hidden for a moment before deciding that it was pointless. Plus she didn't know if the threat was from or too her crew. There was also the fact that the pirates would eventually start a search for her anyway.
"I was busy pickpocketing! You called?"
A lie, but its doubtful they all wanted to hear that they were all stalked for the last few hours. Which was hard because a lot of the crew had split up so it meant trying to keep track of each diffrent-
"Trouble's coming." Aisuru muttered.
And from the cold feeling that passed over Sparky as well as the pained scream that reached her ears, she had f
The Windrider - Pt. 2Soon the small row boats departed from the Sangue-Padre. The rain hadn't stopped yet. It was one of those persistent drizzles which could stay around long enough to unnerve every non-aquatic creature. Occasionally, the puddles forming in the dinghies were skimmed.The Windrider - Pt. 22 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
One of the search parties had decided that calling out for possible men afloat. But so far, the only voices which could be heard were those of the other pirates.
The dark silhouette of the wreck emerged from the grey and as the Sangue-Padre slowly drew closer, more details could be recognized. The captain did not know a lot about ships, but the built of the one before them struck even her as odd.
The profile was very slim ad the ship's side very steep. The keel rose up in the sky to form the high bow. It reminded Lady Riddle of a taller variant of a dragon boat. Only one empty mast rose into the sky, revealing a strange construction used as rigging. It surely required a lot of skill to maneuver this ship.
Near the bow,
The Windrider Pt. 5Ice blinked in the light. A sudden darkness had engulfed her for a moment before she found herself back on a ship's deck. Most of the crew stood around her.The Windrider Pt. 52 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Thank you Reaper", the captain said in her direction and Ice turned around to find Reaper standing behind her. As usual, he shrugged it off.
"It was nothing special", he simply said before vanishing again.
Ice turned her head to see the still burning Windrider in the distance. Thankfully, Sarah had managed to summon a breeze strong enough to take the Sangue-Padre out of harms way. Soon Aslansa and Scratch returned as well.
"Does anyone know how the fire started?", the captain asked the gathered crew.
"Aye", Xenxi stated, calm as usual.
"Though some might not like to hear it", he added.
"Tell it anyway. I don't like the thought of ships catching fire just like that", Lady Riddle answered.
"I saw people boarding the Windrider, preparing to set sails", the observer began with his usual emotionless voice.
"Only few took the opposed di
Please Remember Me - Chapter 1Please Remember Me - Chapter 14 years ago in Romance More Like This
Erza Scarlet walked into the patient's room, holding a story book. She puts on a fake smile as she approached the person in the bed.
"Hello, Jellal." She greeted the sleeping figure of Jellal Fernandes, knowing that she would not be receiving a response. It had been like this for a while now and she was used to it.
It had been three years since the accident. Three years and still nothing has changed. But she wouldn't give up. She knew that he was still in there. She just had to have patience. Erza was exhausted, as she had worked a double shift that day and was supposed to be home by now, but she still made time to care for him. She never let anyone else do it. She half way felt responsible for what had occurred. After all, if he had not pushed her out of the way that day, she would probably be in his place. The car had aimed for her. She should have been in that hospital bed, not him.
She shook her head clear of the thought. 'No use beating yourself up over what happened in the pas
After The Flying DutchmanIt was a few days following Kiri's adventures with Grace. Her injuries were healing, but the experience had left her feeling rather anxious, and filled with questions. She rarely saw Grace, with how busy the ship had been, but when she did the two shared a slightly embarrassed smile. She knew they were friends, after everything they'd been through together, but both of them needed time to adjust in their own way.After The Flying Dutchman2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Before the events at Halloween Kiri had been sleeping everywhere and anywhere depending on how she felt. But now, with her emotions in a more fragile state, she was in a cabin below deck. She knew she'd have to share it soon, but wasn't yet sure who with. Still, she was enjoying the peace while she had it. The Captain had been gentle with her, and allowed her the few days of quiet first.
She sat alone, on the lower of the two bunk beds. She had Silver, of course, exploring her hair with his gentle tongue like he enjoyed doing. She reached her hand up for his familiar nose to b
Flamboyant Lady LimerickThere once was a lady with riches,Flamboyant Lady Limerick2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Who was used to wearing the britches.
Her husband had enough,
Soon of her and her stuff.
So he threw them all into ditches.
Piece of HomeThere is no one else that comes to say goodbye. From the sounds of it, Gladius has plenty of visitors. Because he was a merchant, he must have been rather popular.Piece of Home3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I wait, twisting my dress. It belonged to my mother, and is a nice cream with a bodice embroided with blue flowers. All the dresses for the reaping are rather elaborate in Eight. After all, we are the textiles district. We also produce buttons, ribbons, pins, thread and all sorts of other sewing supplies.
I don't know how many minutes past, but after a while, Velia opens up the door. She seems to have a smile permanently plastered onto her face.
"Come on, Eunia," she says, "we're ready to take you to the station."
I'm mildly impressed that she remembers my name. No one usually is able to repeat it after I tell them.
She ushers me through the doorway, and for a brief, crazy moment, I consider making a run for it. I've never seen any tribute do it, but that doesn't mean they didn't try.
Then I think what it would be like if I
Chasing Windrider - Part 7“What do you think you’re doing?” Kake demanded as she set foot in her quarters.Chasing Windrider - Part 71 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
In front of her, Tobias was looking around. He turned towards her, his black eyes narrowing. He watched as Sarah Grace stepped up behind Kake, her grey eyes trained intently on him.
Tobias help up a small clipboard, on which was a series of words and numbers. “Taking note on the damage that needs to be repaired.” He said in such a way that his words sounded rehearsed.
“Is our captain aware you are doing such a thing?” Sarah Grace questioned, crossing her arms.
Tobias hesitated only slightly before answering. “I was under the impression Roran had gone ahead and asked permission from your young captain. If that is not the case, forgive me for my assumption.” He said, his voice calm and almost convincingly feigning sincerity.
“And if Roran did seek permission, we were not informed you would be poking through our things.” Kake grumbled.